Joe Howell

Rookie (05-30-1950 / Tennessee)

Despire - Poem by Joe Howell

My setting sun is sinking slow
I have questions, on how to go

No book I have read
gave advice on what you said

Do I just pick the rose,
kick the can, with my toes

Let me see the light
in this darkness of night

shall I go or shall I stay
or save it for another day

does death look better in the day
covered up in darkness's play

O death where is thy sting
does love take to wing

this day I go forth to the well
the end of this internal hell

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, January 1, 2006

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